Yesterday was a good day.
It started off with me spotting the first Goldfinch of the season on one of the feeders. I took that as a good sign.
Mid morning I sent my husband a text, asking how his bi-annual check up with his oncologist had gone. He still gets nervous before his appointments even though it's been 8 years now. His response was:
"All good. You're stuck with me for awhile. Less than 1% chance of lung cancer recurrence at this point. 10 to 15% chance of other cancers, statistically. So says Smith" (Dr. Smith is his oncologist).
What great news, huh?! He's been so lucky. The overwhelming majority of stage 3 lung cancer patients aren't even around 8 years later. So far he's defied the odds and I'm so grateful. So very grateful.